Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

If a target is not retaliated against when attacked, but instead remains fixated on a particular objective, it indicates that a certain action logic has absolute priority.

The clues in Black Tower's mind began to connect rapidly, and he formed a rough guess.

Now, only the final verification step remains.

"Mr. Creditor, hurry, find Green before Death does. This time, don't let Green out of our sight. See her being chased, even her death, from a third-person perspective."

Qi Zhimu had no objection to this; the feeling of attacking one-sidedly without getting any feedback made him feel bored.

It accelerated through the air, speeding towards Green's location.

Soon, they appeared nearby.

Green is hiding in a park with quite a bit of greenery.

The dense canopy of trees blocked out the moonlight, making the surrounding bushes appear deep and tranquil.

Green huddled behind a huge landscape rock, barely daring to make a sound.

Unaware that she was being targeted by both sides, she clung to the faint hope that if she hid well enough, she might be able to survive.

After a moment, she took another step.

Qi Zhimu and Heita quietly followed Green.

Less than ten minutes later, Black Tower was the first to notice that three figures were approaching from different entrances to the park.

Despite the deep darkness of the night, making it impossible to see its exact appearance, one can still make a judgment based on its precise direction of travel, which must be the embodiment of death.

They have a clear objective and do not engage in any unnecessary search activities.

Finally, at a corner deep in the park, the Grim Reaper in the likeness of Seymourning spotted Green and immediately vanished into a blurry afterimage.

Green noticed a faint gust of wind, and as soon as he turned his head, he was met with a face that was twisted and filled with death.

That face was almost touching the tip of her nose.

Green screamed in terror, and that was the last trace she left in this world.

The arm of Death, incarnate, pierced through Green's chest without any resistance, tearing out his heart.

Blood gushed out, staining the surrounding grass red; the scene was extremely gruesome.

Seeing this, Qi Zhimu began to prepare an attack in his palm.

Black Tower had previously speculated that Death might decide the order in which to hunt down the assassins based on the number of missions they completed.

He appears indifferent, but he's actually quite wary.

Now that everyone else is dead, Death's next target can only be the Black Tower.

If you want to get close to the Black Tower, be prepared to be blasted to ashes by magic.

But what happened next left the two of them stunned in mid-air.

The avatar of Death, who had killed Grimm, slowly bent down, groped the gradually cooling corpse for a moment, then withdrew his hand from his pocket, revealing something in his palm.

One device was none other than the same model of mobile phone issued for the mission.

Holding his phone, Death himself stared intently at the screen, his icy words carrying far into the ears of Qi Zhimu and Heita.

"The last one, found..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Death incarnation resembling Xi Manning, along with the other two, all vanished into smoke.

Even the corpses and bloodstains on the ground vanished in an instant.

A notification flashed through Black Tower's mind: mission accomplished, he had survived.

After a brief moment of disorientation, she gradually came to understand everything.

It's clear that mobile phones are the most common communication tool for people in Chongqing, with almost everyone owning one.

At first, Black Tower thought it was a thoughtful gesture from the mission team, knowing that she didn't have a cell phone, so they specially provided one.

Looking back now, that wasn't the case at all.

The cell phones given to the eight executors were all locators used to provide coordinates for the Grim Reaper incarnate after the mission phase was completed!

No wonder it only has a communication function, and thoughtfully provides contact information for everyone except itself.

No wonder the contact list only displays the executor number and only allows modification of notes.

The root cause is to prevent the enforcers from knowing the specific number and instead using their own mobile phones for communication.

If the phone is lost during the escape, the team will be unable to contact each other, thus highlighting the importance of the phone in the mission.

There were no notifications or prompts for the phone before the task began.

Only when the mission is over and Death begins its pursuit of the executor are extremely subtle and inconspicuous traps hidden.

People with normal brain circuits find it difficult to think in that direction.

The prompt explicitly states that the Grim Reaper has locked onto the coordinates of the mission executor and begun the pursuit, but it doesn't explain how the lock was made.

But by simply checking the phone's status bar, a chilling detail can be discovered—

Next to the signal bar, there is a GPS location icon.

In hindsight, the Grim Reaper's limitations were already significant; before finding the mission executor, his abilities were identical to those of the target who died during the mission.

If we were to unleash terrifying abilities like teleportation, flight, burrowing underground, and passing through walls, everyone would probably be dead in less than three minutes.

If you're certain that Death is using your phone's location to hunt you down, the only way to escape Death is to throw away your phone.

It's that simple.

Based on their previous close encounter with the Grim Reaper's incarnation, and even Qi Zhimu's attack on it without any retaliation, Black Tower can be certain that the Grim Reaper's incarnation has a limitation.

Whoever has the phone is the target.

The problem is that her phone was destroyed by the impatient creditor and thrown away somewhere.

In other words...

Before Death could even begin its pursuit of the Executioner, she had already overcome the final hurdle.

"Having bad eyesight doesn't mean I'm unlucky."

Recalling a sentence that Qi Zhimu had once said to her, Heita now deeply agrees.

The creditor was not lying.

He's incredibly lucky, so lucky that he can influence the fate of those around him.

"Mr. Creditor..."

"What's wrong?"

"It's so good to have met you."

Since meeting him, from the moment she was caught in the deadly mirror incident until now, he has protected her so well that she has never faced a life-threatening crisis.

With him by their side, all the difficulties in the maze area became easy.

Especially in this world modeled after the foggy city, I truly felt what it means to have complete peace of mind.

Aside from poor eyesight, which prevents him from seeing things too far away, Qi Zhimu seems to be good at everything.

Or rather... Qi Zhimu could fulfill all her needs.

It was as if... as if she were born for her.

"Hmph, I'll take that as a compliment."

Startled by the unexpected direct attack from the girl in his arms, Qi Zhimu felt a little strange and could only snort coldly and turn his head away.

However, the slight upturn of his lips still revealed his true feelings at that moment.

The Black Tower is simply invisible.

A gentle breeze rose again, carrying once more the delicate fragrance of purple lilies emanating from the girl.

"Yes, I am complimenting you," Black Tower said earnestly.

"Alright, enough with the mushy stuff, I'm not buying it. You make it sound so easy, have you finished your mission?"

"It's done."

Black Tower rested her small hand on the crook of her arm at her waist and looked up at the silver moon hanging high in the sky.

"The moonlight is so beautiful..."